My
beautiful Eevie is sweet and sassy, and she owns my heart like no
other. I promised her, I’d always protect her, and I meant it, but shit
just got serious.

Blackmail. Extortion. And Eevie is the target.

Sometimes
the past comes back to haunt us. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try
to distance yourself from it, it comes back and bites you on the arse.
And in walks Mr Hotshot Detective, Ryan Clark, thinkin’ he can save the
day and take my girl.

Fast. That’s how I like
life, especially my two great joys: bikes and women. I’m committed to
exclusively riding one, but not the other.

Until April.

A
sexy-arse freelance photographer who’s travelled the world, and doesn’t
do long walks on the beach or romantic candlelit dinners. She enjoys
running with the bulls and food spicy enough to make your hair fall out.
If that weren’t enough to get me hard, she rides a mean mother of a
motorcycle.

I’ve gotta have a taste of this wildcat.

~Spencer (Jones)

I
don’t do fast. Not anymore. I’ve got my career, my independence, and
since I fled Spain to come back home I promised myself that I wouldn’t
be put second—or third, for that matter—again.

Then I meet pretty boy Spencer.

He’s
smooth, oozing the most potent pheromones probably known to modern
science, and he’s making a move on me. One kiss was almost enough for my
promise to dissolve.

My head says no—my treacherous body screams
yes. I’m gonna make Spencer work for it. Make him fight for the chance
to have me, because I know that deep down I’m worth it.